Lyrics

Think About It
(Sean Flynn)

I crawled for many months, discovering so much
Soon after stood up, and step by step I walked
The world was mine to graze, nothing in my way
How could I have known, our culture soon would say:
"Not so fast young man, there's much more to it than that
First break your own heart, then meet all my demands"
And since they'll start you young,
You'll have nothing to compare
You've already been hung
You'll learn to breathe without air
It's not fair, you may as well be dead!
I've said, do only what you love
No guidance from above, in those times of indice,
And though you may not feel allowed,
You'll rise above the crowds
It's the fear that holds you down,
Should you not always feel proud?
Taste everything as one, and do it all without your tongue
And you'll see what you'll become, a wise man is unsung.